Life is strange. You keep moving and keep growing. Before you know it, you look back and think, "What was that?"
I look like the kind of guy who has a bottle of beer in my hand.
I don't have friends, I have thousands of acquaintances. No friends. I figured I had a wife and children.
The fear really hits you. That's what you feel first. And then it's the anger and frustration. Part of the problem is how little we understand about the ultimate betrayal of the body when it rebels against itself.
Audiences like to see the bad guys get their comeuppance.
Maybe I'm too masculine. Casting directors cast in their own, or an idealized image. Maybe I don't look like anybody's ideal.
I want my prose to be as clear as a pane of glass.
I'm in an environment where I have a lot of information about how to stay healthy and live a good life. I love vegan and raw food, I love to exercise. If I weren't in this business, I think I would be aging differently.
Sex without love is like a goddamn business transaction. And sometimes both parties feel as if they got a good deal, but that doesn't make it any less so.
The value of a life is always measured by how much of it is given away.